I believe in you

There was plenty on her mind since the festival, but Theory answered Shaye's call as eagerly as always. Meeting her relatives(?) had been a strange, eye-opening experience. She hoped that maybe one day, she could somehow mend the rift that had torn between them. Theo didn't fully understand what had caused the separation in the first place, but like any over-confident kid, she was sure that she could fix it.

"Hi, Shaye," Theory murmured, swishing her tail in a relaxed greeting. There were troubling things on the horizon: Motif was still missing, but Theo was a chronic optimist. Her sister had to be okay, there were no other options. Noir, Verse, and even Poem had been making themselves scarce. Although she was concerned, she tried not to let the worry project on her face. Shaye had enough to worry about. Did she call her here for... bad news?